9:02 PM

Carrie Googles a Lovah

I did it before Carrie did it. I Googled a boy. And since the first time I Googled a boy, I bet I've Googled a 100 boys (maybe just 25). I've even done a few background searches, but that's a story for another day. Needless to say, I was the first person I knew to Google boys (don't you like the reference to boys instead of men?...trust me, they've all been boys). The point is that I had been Googling boys long before Carrie Googled Aleksandr Petrovsky. Nothing good ever comes out of Googling....or Facebook stalking. Carrie found that Alek had a way with the women and I found out......

I briefly dated a boy three years ago. Well, I really don't know what dating means anymore. But we talked on the phone quite a bit, cooked for each other, and exchanged a few texts before texting became the norm in this dating world. It was never meant to last more than three minutes. We were both hard headed and fought for who could be the most sarcastic. Plus, he was an ass. Seriously, he's on the top then list. And boy did that keep me interested for too long...and his forearms...he had incredible forearms. We occasionally talked or texted the past two years. About six or eight months ago he started calling/texting on a regular basis wanting to hang out. Except he wanted to hang out when it was dark outside. Get my drift?

I digress. Back to the point....I was Facebook stalking one day (not even him) and ran across a girl who had an open profile. Cute girl. We have seven mutual friends. Don't you love it when you find people you don't know but share seven mutual friends with each other? I opened her profile...she seems like a nice girl. Then, I had to go and open her pictures. She likes to travel...to the beach...to the slopes. And she travels with...him. The boy mentioned above. No lie...they've been dating for at least 18 months, and he'd been calling/texting me.

Once again, I was caught sticking my nose where it doesn't belong.


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